Zita went to her stay at university all day class when we finished our walk. It was very early. She took her coffee with her.
Niamh had a stay up late and laugh night with her dance a lot friends last night at her friend's house. I looked for her and she was not here this morning. Only Craig. Emmet was still asleep. He does not get up until way late in the morning. Or the afternoon. It is because his bed is way too comfy. Oh well.
Niamh and the dance friends came home for lunch and made the kitchen so messy I could not go in.
She said the silly movie was way way too silly for her. People threw away toasts. That was not so nice. Toasts are to eat. Not to throw. I like toasts.
Craig and I watched his football team in the den. I got on the cosy sofa with the big comfy pillows. Craig's team won. Ha.
Emmet is writing all about the old war where all the soldiers went to the wrong place and died. And their horses. That is sad. Horses should not go to war. They are too big. Everybody can see them.
Zita said her new teacher is nice. As old as Craig. Not as old as Uncle Bill.
After dinner Zita and I played Blue Bone. Zita plays Blue Bone much better than Craig. He is not fast enough. Oh well. Too bad for him.
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